Lion Head Mesa so intoxicated with the end

the divine amiirad listened. wrapped up in his story. drawing swiftly the parallels between Osiris and his Wanheda.
did he see it? he must, she felt.
Osiris is also the lord of death and rebirth, she breathes, blinking toward him. he would understand Osiris perhaps better than most!
and she considered the peace he had brought to her heart. then, and through this story. perhaps you could spread the word of His story, Ingram... whenever it is you feel that you are ready. it is peace that you bring, and those that the story fell upon deaf ears were merely not ready for the truth of it all! you could speak with your fellow Hem Senmut, who could aid you in the ways of this perhaps more than I could. items speak to you; bones, the feather, spiritual things! you could continue to gather and collect them. each must have their place for him, surely... these things that spoke to him!